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Inside the Giant Ball

Posted on 2015.12.27 at 23:00
Goodness, that was a long, grueling week. Reinforcements (my parents) finally arrived on Saturday evening.

I got Jammies a really good present:



That's the best reaction I've ever gotten. I was so pleased.

This point of the present was to record Jammies opening and unrolling the sleeping bag, and then to return it the next day.  However, my phone ran out of memory before Jammies finished laughing.

What's so funny, anyway? Years ago, we got the kids sleeping bags and I unrolled them. Jammies did not get to study the factory-rolled sleeping bag methodology. This has plagued him ever since. (You can stuff the bags in the stuff-sacks, but there is an extra zipper up the side to cinch it tight. We cannot ever, ever zip the zipper. This is what tortures Jammies) Now we can - nay, will! - make a video, detailing the exact factory-rolled jujitsu necessary to stuff the stuff-sack and zip the external zipper up tight.

I also got him a back-up gift:



because I wasn't actually sure about the sleeping bag.



 It's a little bit like you're visiting your boyfriend's parents' house and sleeping in his childhood bedroom.

How are we healing in 2015?

Well, still sore. Not the cuts exactly, but above and below, where they scraped stuff out. Also the skin is super sensitive. When I drink cold liquid, the cold sensation spreads out, radiating outward over my whole chest.  For the record: my breasts weighed about 5 lbs.

"I like your scars. They look like eels under your skin."  - Hokey Pokey, age 5.



(I took the kids exploring where the river flows under the street. Yoda lives thar.)

After the flood,

There were five cats on our porch - a fluffy daddy, an orange daddy, a mama cat, a fluffy kitten and an orange kitten. The biological lineages were loud and clear.  Orange Daddy was our neighbor's cat, I'd seen him around. They moved immediately and took him with them.

Fluffy Daddy and Mama Cat disappeard one night, maybe two weeks later.  After another week or so, we declared them lost for good, and adopted the kittens. This was right after Thanksgiving.

A few days ago, Mama Cat reappeared.  She meowed on our porch. The kittens rushed to the door. Orange Kitten rushed out the door. Mama Cat hissed at him, and he ran back in.  She has since dropped by another time or two.

"You have my babies!" is what I imagine her saying to me. "Give them back!" I find it awful and haunting. You can't have them back, I've fallen for them. Go away, Mama Cat, you're a total buzzkill.

Kids riding lions



2015 is winding down

I fulfilled last year's New Year's Resolution! If you'll recall, it was to thoroughly document the anti-fluoride movement in Heebieville.  On November 3rd, the good people of this town voted to stop adding fluoride to the city water supply. The good people of this town are psycho libertarian fools.

(The flood was the same weekend, which was why I never got around to recording the Great Fluoride Outcome of 2015 here. Lo, it was writ.)

This year has made me think hard about people my own age being very sick. E. Messily (with her uniquely weird-awful nervous system) is part of it, J  Robot (with breast cancer and the same BRCA mutation) is also part of it, and then the BRCA-mutation facebook group is the third part of it. Women with small children and stage 4 cancer that has spread to their spine, women whose families think they're being frivolous and superficial for getting prophylactic mastectomies, women with successive complications for years and years and years. Life is very fragile and precarious, and it is distressing that some people's lives get hijacked by diseases.

These past nine days

Have been the longest week of my life.



Nine days so far of going to the park, to the grocery store, and to nowhere.



The kids are inside that giant inflated ball. Each day has some really good parts, but also some shitty parts.



Only 7 more until the kids go back to school. Then I'll feel conflicted about the end of vacation.

Comments:


Kelly Jennings
Kelly Jennings at 2015-12-28 17:21 (UTC) (Link)

No longer anonymous!

The Mama cat probably just wants to make sure the kittens are all right. I mean, she sent orange kitten back in, right?

Re: distress over being hijacked by disease. Same.

Are you getting this latest massive rain we got over here, or did it miss you this time?
heebie-geebie
heebie_geebie at 2016-01-04 04:36 (UTC) (Link)

Re: No longer anonymous!

For a moment tonight, I was scared that Daddy Cat was also back. I loved him so much. I need a clean break.

We haven't gotten anything torrential like you guys, although it's been enough to keep it muddy.
rebeccastob
rebeccastob at 2015-12-30 03:27 (UTC) (Link)

"vacation"

Vacation doesn't seem all that vacationy with small children eh? The kids went to the daycare at school last week Monday-Wed. They came to work with me on Thurs. and my friend very nicely picked them up and took them to a movie while I finished all of the 3Rs estimation work for year end for now. My parents and brother have been in town since Christmas but the kids had to go to Eric's Friday night to Sunday night for the court ordered schedule. It's all still very awkward and unsettled and looking like it might go to trial in the spring custody wise. I finally did stockings for everyone yesterday including myself - there were clearance christmas items and just put out valentines items and I got myself metallic markers. I did also find the Amy Grant Christmas Album of my childhood on vinyl for 25 cents on my annual record shopping excursion with my brother.
heebie-geebie
heebie_geebie at 2016-01-04 04:37 (UTC) (Link)

Re: "vacation"

Kids are great, but every day feels like three days worth of effort. There's just no break! It's ruthless.

I hope the custody stuff gets resolved swiftly and fairly - that sound like an awful process.

Edited at 2016-01-04 04:38 am (UTC)
(Anonymous) at 2015-12-30 23:55 (UTC) (Link)

Nostalgia!

I was in your neck of the woods yesterday. Just long enough to drive around a bit before heading out.

I was totally bummed to see that the coffee shop where I wrote 75% of a NaNoWriMo project is now a Krispy Kreme. It was also sad to see that the space of my former employer there is currently unused. Last sad thing is that the Hooter's knock-off is still there.

On the upshot, I saw that the independent burrito place not too far off from the town square was still there. And my daughter got about ten minutes of playing time at the park where I used to escape to smoke during my lunch breaks back in the day.

~trumwill
heebie-geebie
heebie_geebie at 2016-01-04 04:41 (UTC) (Link)

Re: Nostalgia!

You were here! Sometime we could even have a meet-up. With kids!

We must have overlapped here, then, because I think I was here when that coffee shop was being built? (Yes, yes that shitty Hooter's knock-off but at least Bikini's burned down. Too hot for the hot tub.)
(Anonymous) at 2016-01-08 19:48 (UTC) (Link)

Re: Nostalgia!

I'll let you know when I am in town for more than a pass-through. Lilgirl goes nuts around other kids. (Nuts in the good way.)

~trumwill
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